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God sent his singers upon earth
Hark! ah, the Nightingale !
O lull me, lull me, charming air !
Piping down the valleys wild,
THE AWAKENING OF ENDYMION.... .LANDON...
Lone upon a mountain, the pine-trees wailing round him,
You may give over plough, boys,
LAMENT OF THE BORDER WIDOW.. ANONYMOUS......
My love he built me a bonny bower,
THE PAUPER'S DRIVE..
There's a grim one-horse hearse in a jolly round trot:
Away! let naught to love displeasing,
BREAK, BREAK, BREAK !.
Many a year is in its grave...
THE POET'S BRIDAL-DAY SONG... ......CUNNINGHAM
0, my love's like the steadfast sun,
ABOU BEN ADHEM.
Abou Ben Adhem (may his tribe increase !)
MONTROSE TO HIS MISTRESS.
MARQUIS OF MONTROSE.
My dear and only love, I pray
TOO LATE I STAYED...
Too late I stayed — forgive the crime;
SHE IS A MAID OF ARTLESS GRACE VICENTE. (Portuguese.) 28
SPRING AND WINTER
When daisies pied, and violets blue,
THE LANDLADY'S DAUGHTER...
UHLAND. (German.). : 30
Three student-comrades crossed over the Rhine ;
Leland and Palmer's Translation.
FAREWELL TO NANCY.......
Ae fond kiss — and then we sever!
THE MARINER'S WIFE
And are ye sure the news is true ?
JENNY KISSED ME
Jenny kissed me when we met,
All thoughts, all passions, all delights,
LADY ANN BOTHWELL'S LAMENT
Balow, my babe, ly stil and sleipe !
LITTLE AND GREAT...
A traveller, through a dusty road,
HOW STANDS THE GLASS AROUND ? ..... ANONYMOUS
TO ALTHEA - FROM PRISON....
When Love, with unconfined wings,
Here, a sheer hulk, lies poor Tom Bowling,
LA BELLE DAME SANS . MERCI .
O what can ail thee, knight-at-arms !
() those little, those little blue shoes,
THE BRIDGE OF SIGHS.
One more unfortunate,
THE HOLLY TREE....
O reader! hast thou ever stood to see
I cannot make him dead !
IT NEVER COMES AGAIN
There are gains for all our losses,
THE AGE OF WISDOM.
Ho! pretty page, with the dimpled chin,
THE FIRE OF DRIFT-WOOD..
We sat within the farm-house old,
ASK ME NO MORE ...
Ask me no more: the moon may draw the sea ;
THE BELFRY PIGEON
On the cross-beam under the Old South bell
VULCAN, CONTRIVE ME SUCH A CUP..... ANACREON. (Greek.). 74
Earl of Rochester's Translation.
John Anderson, my jo John,
I've wandered east, I've wandered west,
When maidens such as Hester die,
CHARLES LAMB ..
THE FAIREST THING IN MORTAL EYES...
DUKE OF ORLEANS. (French.)
To make my lady's obsequies,
Her suffering ended with the day ;
It was many and many a year ago,
THE LITTLE BROWN MAN...
A little man we've here,
How dear to this heart are the scenes of my childhood,
PhilosTRATUS. (Greek.) 89
Drink to me only with thine eyes,
Could ye come back to me, Douglas, Douglas,
Robert BULWER Lytton 92
Whom first we love, you know, we seldom wed.
LOSS AND GAIN.
When the baby died, we said,